Of these tents, the first, was open, whereas the second was closed.

As the open tent was obviously empty, they went to the second, whereof Jeekie began to loosen the lashings of the flap.

It was a long business, for they seemed to have been carefully knotted inside; indeed at last, growing impatient, Jeekie cut the cord, using the curved knife with which the Mungana had tried to kill Alan.
Meanwhile Alan was suffering torments, being convinced that Barbara was dead and buried in that new-made grave beneath the trees.

He could not speak, he could scarcely stand, and yet a picture began to form in his numb mind.

He saw himself seated in the dark in the Treasure-house at Bonsa-Town; he saw a vision in the air before him.
Lo! the tent door opened and that vision reappeared.
There was the pale Barbara seated, weeping.